One Week Later
"Touch me again and I'll shoot you." I snap, putting my hand on my gun and looking up at Bozer, who has been flirting with me since the second he saw me.
"Damn, feisty, I like it."
"Do you ever shut up." I snap.
"No not really."
"Bozer, listen, I think you're a great person, and I'm surprised your single, but we both have jobs to do and I don't think Webber would want two people on her team dating. Okay?"
"Well, when you put it like that, it's a lot more understandable."
"Okay, I need to go back upstairs and help Riley. I'll see you later."
I stand up from the chair next to him and walk out of the room and up the stairs.
I walk into the conference room and find Riley on the couch, deep in thought about what's on her computer screen and biting her nails.
"Hey, you okay?"
"No, I can't find anything connecting Smith to the murder." She yells throwing her arms up in the air in distress.
"Riley, why don't you take a break. Go get some water, stretch your legs a bit, talk to someone and not your computer screen, and take a breath. I'll take over and try and find something."
She looks at me, and sighs, "Fine."
I smile as she passes me in the doorway and over to the restrooms. I sit down and open my laptop. I start to look into the suspect of the case we had gotten two days ago.
Satellite camera footage, alibies, DNA, phone records. BINGO!
"Okay I'm back, you've been in here for almost an hour. Your turn to take a break."
"Before I do that, explain to me why Smith has made calls to our victim's wife."
"What!" Riley nearly screams, excitedly sitting on the couch next to me.
"Look at this," I say, pulling up the cell phone records, next to a satilite recording of the victim's house, "Smith's car pulls into the Miller's driveway at 3, there's a call made to Mrs. Miller from 3 to 3:10. He gets out of his car at 3:10 and walks into the house, while Mrs. Miller is at work and Mr. Miller has just come home from the store. He comes out at 3:45, obviously covered on blood, gets into his car, and there is a call made to Mrs. Miller from 3:45 to 4:00 and then his car pulls out of the drive way at 4:00."
"Does she have motive to kill him?"
"A million dollars "
"Woah," She sighs, "We should give you an hour alone more often."
I chuckle, "We should show Maddie."
"No you should show Maddie." She smiles.
At that moment, Director Webber walks into the room.
"Nothing, I have nothing, no concrete evidence connecting Sleven Smith to the murder." Director speak in a tone of distress
"Y/N does." Riley smiles.
"Well, explain."
I explain to her what I found.
"Anything on where they are?"
"I haven't gotten that far yet, I'm really close though."
"Well what are you waiting for, go!" She snaps.
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MacGyver Imagines
Fanfic"A good relationship is a lot like a car, it'll work if you put some effort into it." -Angus MacGyver A compilation of imagines and one shots from the reboot of MacGyver. Highest Rankings: #1 in jackdalton #1 in wiltbozer #1 in tristinmays #1 in ang...